12.28.2003

"You're much too young..."

Did, after all, eat lunch in Dunedin. Saw a girl I think I recognized, drank bloody mary for waking, wrote imaginary air poems afterwards, drove back to Clearwater, those travelers departed, these continue. New Order's 1989 LP Technique is repeatedly played on the car stereo, never loud enough. Visionary beats, repeated sound best. Their opening lines ("You're much too young, to get a hold on me.") sealed our fates, listening in Boston and Tampa that year.

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